Brain

I heard my heart talking to my brain the other day. My brain told the heart how hard it must be to love and to lose and have to move on. "I gave myself to a man," said the heart to the brain, and since that day, I am not the same. He filled me with love, then took it away. I gave him all of me and still wouldn't stay. I am sorry said the brain . I made him leave with my choice of words, but Mr. Heart "Love isn't supposed to hurt."